Just before our love got lost you said,"I am as constant as a northern star."And I said, "Constantly in the darknessWhere's that at?If you want me I'll be in the bar."On the back of a cartoon coasterIn the blue of a TV screen lightI drew a map of CanadaOh CanadaWith your face sketched on it twiceOh, you are in my blood like holy wineYou're so bitter and so sweetI could drink a case of youI would still be on my feetI would still be on my feet

I am a lonely painterI live in a box of paintsI'm frightened by the devilBut I'm drawn to those ones that ain'tI remember that time you told me, you said,"Love is touching souls."Well surely you touched mine'Cause part of you pours out of meIn these lines from time to timeYou're in my blood like holy wineYou're so bitter baby and so sweetI could drink a case of youAnd still I'd be on my feetI'd still be on my feet

I met a womanShe had a mouth like yoursShe knew your devils, she knew your deedsAnd she said,"Go with it, and stay with it,But be prepared to bleed."You're in my blood like holy wineYou're so bitter baby and so sweetI could drink a case of you, of you, darlingStill I'd be on my feetI would still be on my feet